eve: aw, auntie debs, i want to play in my room but it's a right fucking state!
me and emily: DED

me: have you seen my hairbrush, eve?
eve: no i haven't, you stinking bastard.

from the mouths of babes, eh?

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i'm watching ALL THE TENNIS at the moment. emily doesn't see the point, but that's okay. she doesn't see the point of my tennis fangirling and i don't see the point of her face. it all works out. anyway i'm almost finished watching the djokovic/wawrinka match and omg, it's awesome. bitches have got stamina (and talent) in droves, yo. ( spoilers and general babble )

me: eve, go and get dressed.
eve: *exasperated* oh auntie debs! don't make me hate my life.

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eve: *offended noise* so you want me to -
me: i want you to listen.
eve: i want you to die.

from the mouths of babes, eh?

so things were coasting along pretty well since my last entry. emily was a bit ill - though that's par for the course - i was internally squeeing over the frankenstein screening getting closer and eve was all excited about school, then the half term holidays and then her visit to grandmas. so like i said, coasting ( Read more... )

so over the past few weeks, eve has been wanting a little more freedom while we're outside - she's quite good about staying close and not running off or any of the usual things that make kids a nightmare when they're outside, but she's got it into her head that at the very mature age of seven, she should be doing more things by herself without me ( Read more... )

so, the easter holidays have pretty much consisted of sleeping, avoiding the outside world, reading (omg, THE READING) and fielding guerilla attacks from a seven year old. she's going to grandma's tomorrow, which means the only thing that'll change in my current routine will be the level of violence. she'll be back on monday, though, and then it's ( Read more... )

birthday, birthday, i has a birthday. i've spent a nice chunk of it having a lie-in (because dammit, it's also the zombie jesus holidays and i'm taking full advantage of not having to get up at half seven in the morning to take a moaning child to school). i've had some nice birthday wishes sent my way, and some lovely cards from my emily and eve. ( Read more... )

so, my brain's response to watching marple: murder is easy - the episode with benedict in it, for those that don't know - is to have a dream wherein benedict is wearing white lace panties and giving some nondescript guy a blowjob. um, thanks brain? mind you, his arse looked fantastic in the panties. i'm just sayin ( Read more... )